"Amelia"
I
was driving across the burning desert
When
I spotted six jet planes
Leaving
six white vapor trails across the bleak terrain
It
was the hexagram of the heavens
It
was the strings of my guitar
Amelia
it was just a false alarm
The
drone of flying engines
Is
a song so wild & blue
It
scrambles time & seasons if it gets through to you
Then
your life becomes a travelogue
Of
picture post card charms
Oh
Amelia it was just a false alarm
People'll
tell you where they've gone
They'll
tell you where to go
But
till you get there yourself you'll never really know
Where
some have found their paradise
Other's
just come to harm
Oh
Amelia it was just a false alarm
I
wish that he was here tonight
It's
so hard to obey
His
sad request of me to kindly stay away
So
this is how I hide the hurt
As
the road leads cursed and charmed
I
tell Amelia it was just a false alarm
A
ghost of aviation
She
was swallowed by the sky
Or
by the sea like me she had a dream to fly
Like
Icarus ascending
On
beautiful foolish arms
Amelia
it was just a false alarm
Maybe
I've never really loved
I
guess that is the truth
I've
spent my whole life in clouds at icy altitude
And
looking down on everything
I
crashed into his arms
Amelia
it was just a false alarm
I
pulled into the Cactus Tree Motel
To
shower off the dust
And
I slept on the strange pillows of my wanderlust
I
dreamed of 747s
Over
geometric farms
Dreams
Amelia
Dreams
& false alarms
Joni Mitchell
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